Chapitre 153: Gimme - This motherfucker.

"You said 'not here', did he die or did he perhaps leave?" I asked.

He scratched his head after he removed his cap and he said, "Uh, no. He did leave in a hurry before it all started. He was frantic to the point that he looked like a madman when he drove outside."

I rubbed my glabella and I scratched my head furiously as I tried to figure out for where he might have gone.

"Did he leave anything behind? A letter or something?" I asked.

"Uhh, none. We still think he might be coming back since most of his valuables are still there though we took all the food and consumables from his house. The luxury items are still there since those have no value now except if this thing got cured immediately." he replied.

"He knows most of the situation inside?" I thought to myself.

"Can I at least check his place to see if there are any clues regarding his whereabouts?" I asked.